Instant Millionaire Movie Novels & Stories

That ominous feeling was growing stronger. She brushed it off casually: "Why ask such meaningless questions?" "Fair enough. Let's change it then—would you leave me now if I lost all my money?" Arabella thought seriously and said, "I have money, I can support you." Reginald's brows furrowed slightly. "How much money is that?" "One hundred and fifty-six million." Reginald let out an amused snort. "Yet you managed to accumulate so much wealth? You didn't spend everything I've given you over the years?"

"And you agreed?" Amelia stopped making coffee and looked directly into her friend's eyes. "How can you ask me that? Of course I didn't accept! I don't even know if he's a real millionaire, I'm not going to get into fraud, Fatima". "That car he was driving is from this year, Amelia, he's not a pauper". "And what do you want me to do with that information? Fatima, who in their right mind chases a person down the street just to desperately ask her to be his fake wife? For heaven's sake!"

________________________________________ Xandra woke up seeing the handsome figure in front of her as she gasped clutching the comforter in her small hands. She tried to get back from him, she feared him. "Alexandra, it's me. Don't be afraid," he tried to make her calm. "Yea, it is you whom I am afraid of," she answered giving him pains in his immortal heart. "This is true that I am an Immortal... An Immortal Billionaire, you would say," he scoffed at his last sentence as he walked towards the window. "I hide it from you and every possible person I could. But I am not an evil person, Alexandra."

She leaned closer to Winston and said mysteriously, "My husband is extremely wealthy. I can steal his money to support you!" Winston gave Millie a sideway glance. Right then, he decided to stop driving just to hear what else she might say that would shock him to the core. He had never realized that Millie was quite the smooth talker. Noticing his gaze on her, Millie assumed he was interested, so she perked up. "When the time comes, I can easily give you tens of millions of dollars. That way, you don't have to work as a gigolo anymore. You could just enjoy life! Isn't that the greatest idea?"

But as my eyes looked into the room my heart stopped altogether in the middle of my chest. Sitting behind the desk was none other than my husband. His eyes bore into mine, a stoic and passive expression etched on his face. “Mr. Scott, the ladies from Walvern Media are here,” Jennifer announced. Miles Scott. Oh, my God. How had I been so dumb? How could I have not put the pieces together all this time? They had been in front of me the entire time. My husband, whom I had just met yesterday, was the richest man in America and the 8th richest in the world.

Miranda tried negotiating with him to increase the rate by a little bit, and he accepted it. Using the same tactic, Miranda went to two other banks and deposited ten million dollars in each of them, managing to get interest rates that were higher than the previous bank she went to each time. Finally, Miranda walked out of the last bank as the new owner of three black cards with 30 million dollars' worth of savings and 20 million dollars' worth of liquid cash funds. "I guess this breakup was worth it after all." She'd become a millionaire overnight. Then, Miranda walked past an extremely popular hair salon and went in. She signed up for their membership, which was worth 2,000 dollars. She was

Joshua scoffed indifferently. “What a joke! I didn’t...” the fat man sneered at Joshua, a smug look plastered on his face. Suddenly, he stopped dead in his words “Young master, here’s a one hundred million dollars worth of chips!” Richard handed over the chips as he approached Joshua. When the crowd saw him having so many chips again, they were dumbfounded! He had lost tens of millions of dollars just a moment ago and now he had one hundred million dollars worth of chips again. It was a total of one hundred fifty million dollars!

Helga said while still polishing the fixed glass nails on her feet. "Mum! You have started again, well, if you must know, Marcus, isn't a poor person again, he is now a millionaire, he won some millions through his normal sports bet, so stop referring to my boyfriend as a wretched fellow anymore," Miranda said with annoyance as she walked out Helga's room, Helga escorted her out with her eyes as she let out a thunderous hiss before accompanying it with a burst of hectic laughter. ****

Really shivering, because it was so unbelievable and like a dream come true. Is that how rich this man was? He could go this far just to have a woman for one year? 50 Million dollars? I went to sleep, while I was mentally calculating all the ways I could spend the money. Of course after the one year service was over. The next day, before evening, I was standing before a gigantic house with two huge men behind me and maybe the demon in there waiting for his prey. “This is it.” My journey to loss of self worth begins here.

HipHop music floats through the air, and I can already hear people laughing inside. This house is probably worth ten million. Or eleven. I can't help but wonder how Roman can afford it. "I got paid a million dollar to star in Two Billionaires. I thought, what the hell, let me invest in real estate," he boasts with a smug smirk. When my eyes widen, he adds, "how much did you get, Leo?" "Nah, man. It doesn't matter." I shrug, tucking my hands into my pocket. "Just tell me. I'm curious."